Mo Hua instead moved closer to Xie Liu, looking with a smug expression at Shui Yan, infuriating Shui Yan to the core.
But he dared not act out.
On the surface, they barely maintained an uneasy peace.
After resting, Xie Liu looked at Shui Yan, his tone slightly softened, "We’ll discuss the forbidden box later. Right now, the priority is to find out what happened in this temple and what that monster is..."
Although he was a Golden Core and had once guarded the Rouge Boat scene, he rarely came to the Dragon King Temple.
Shui Yan, on the other hand, often brought the "sacrifices" to the temple.
So Shui Yan was much more familiar with this temple, making it necessary to rely on him to hide from the Taoist Court’s pursuit.
Knowing the importance of the situation, and considering his deep scheming, Shui Yan suppressed his previous grievances and nodded:
"What Elder Xie says is true..."
He glanced around, frowning, "Something significant must have happened in this Dragon King Temple for it to become so strange. This is no ordinary place; without understanding it, danger looms large."
Xie Liu frowned, "What about Mr. Witch, could it be that he too..."
Shui Yan shook his head, "Mr. Witch is favored by the Divine Lord, with profound divine skills; it shouldn’t be..."
Xie Liu looked at the hall, "This is Mr. Witch’s room?"
Shui Yan nodded.
Xie Liu said, "Shall we go in and take a look? We might find some clues."
Shui Yan hesitated, showing a bit of fear, "Mr. Witch is of an odd temperament, mercurial, and generally doesn’t allow anyone into his room. If we enter rashly, it might incur his wrath later."
"Given the special situation now, there’s no choice." Xie Liu said.
Shui Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright."
Distant aid can’t help the immediate.
Being scolded by Mr. Witch is still better than dying at the hands of an unknown monster.
Having battled that monster before, Xie Liu and the others knew how terrifying it was, with swirling blood aura, hard scales, and deformed limbs.
Not knowing the situation now, escaping was no option.
They stood in front of the hall’s door.
Shui Yan hesitated for a while, then reached out and slowly pushed open Mr. Witch’s door amid the dull creaking sound.
A strong scent of blood rushed out...
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(ps. An extra Chapter today, more to come later~)